#I love Shay and his story so much but MAN does it bother me how Rogue was SO FCKIN RUSHED

[rogaire]

Fuck it *makes Cassidy and Barry Finnegan Shay’s adoptive parents in his modern verse*

[btsqualityy]

I'm getting ideas for Hayun and Kai. So if this is long, forgive me😭 you absolutely can delete it cause I don't wanna bother.

But you know, Hayun has divorced parents and divorce is trauma for children. Even the most peaceful ones still bring bad memories, and Eli and his ex wife didn't really end up in good terms since she was salty about him ending up with the "friend she didn't have to worry about", you know? Hayun is their only girl too, and it's also hard for her to see her father being with another woman. Aria is amazing, she has always treated her like her own daughter and doesn't want to replace her own mom, that's why Hayun loves her. But there's a small tiny part of her that broke the day her parents divorced. That's why I see her as a very quiet girl growing up. She minds her own business, she does her own, she has her small group of friends, she reads books and likes to do longs walks alone while she listens to her favorite music, but nothing more. She doesn't want a boyfriend or something like that because she doesn't believe in love anymore. Yes, her dad is very happy with Aria now but it's always possible to them splitting again right? She doesn't want that for herself and doesn't want to catch feelings for someone because if that happened, she'd feel so vulnerable.

And then we have Kai. He doesn’t even know what divorce is since has seen his parents loving each other to death since he was a baby. Never caught one of them talking behind the others' back. Never once. Kai is a basic guy honestly🤣. He likes having fun. He likes doing sport, he's good at school but not too much. He likes girls and partying and he loves his fam.

And Hayun in all of this? Well, she likes him, of course! He's nice, funny, and he's handsome of course. But only Aria knows. Aria suggested to finally telling him and stop this stupid beating around the bush. "If you keep hiding things from the world, no one can see how amazing and beautiful you are, Yun-ah" Aria tells her, but she doesn't listen.

However, it's obvious that she likes him. Kai knows and wants to confront her about it

"If you had told me beforehand that you liked me, I would have told you that I liked you too and asked you to be my girlfriend"

"Yeah, but I didn't so go away Kai"

"But why? I just told you, I like you too!"

"Because I don't want to end up like my mom!" She shouts and Kai is suprised because Hayun has always been calm and collected "My dad has another life now but she doesn't! She's miserable, she dates men just because she doesn't want to be alone and never misses a chance to criticize my father for ending up with Aria! I like you so much Kai but I don't want to have a broken heart like her!" She's sobbing uncontrollably and Kai immediately hugs her tight as she cries

"I promise you I won't break your heart"

"All guys say that"

"You're a friend to me before being the girl I like so I promise I won't. I do stupid things too but I'll try so hard to be the boyfriend you deserve. Please??"

"You'd be disappointed when I tell you I didn't even had my first kiss yet"

"Hey, I don't give a fuck about this, I just want to see you smiling more, and know you more. Please, please allow me to make you happy"

Shay I hurt my own feelings but I couldn't help it🥺🥺

I actually love this 🥹the whole back story and Kai being the same amazing man his father and grandfather are 😭🥰

[damnlance]

Klance angsty prompt 6 please 👀

Klangst Prompt #6

6. “You’ve never hurt me. Ever”

Summary: Lately, Lance has been stressed beyond the point of breaking… The end of the war was 3 years ago and yet, it’s not enough time to pass for Lance to feel better. Not even close. Everyone has always called him a hero. And since the day they landed back on earth, everyone has gone so far to ask for photos and autographs and all that. These days Lance is sick of it.

Or; the pressures of being the ‘savior of earth’ has been building up inside of Lance, causing him to erupt on any and everyone.

Good thing he has his amazing boyfriend.

-there’s a slow start, but I PROMISE it’s klance so just keep reading!

-also galra (kitten) Keith ?? I love him

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It all started with a fangirl just a few weeks ago.

Lance decided to walk to his favorite coffee shop one chilly afternoon. He woke up really late and was immediately craving something sweet yet bitter. And since he lives with most of his family, running out of coffee five days after buying a brand new pack of it is very common, especially when no one wants to buy more for whatever reason.

So there Lance was, walking down the street. Hands tucked into his blue lion hoodie (thanks to all the merch the fans of voltron have made over the years), making his way to the closest coffee shop near his home. And then he hears the high pitched squeal of a girl at least 10 feet away from him. Then 9 feet.. then 6.. then 4 because she’s literally running at him with the speed of a hundred cheetahs chasing a gazelle until she’s right there, face to face with Lance.

“Oh my god!!” She yelled, jumping up and down like some 5 year old girl getting a puppy. She was about 5’7, short brown hair and huge blue eyes that almost resembled Lance’s. She wore this giant faux fur coat and beanie to match, and her phone was IN LANCE’S FACE.

She was all over him and it was attracting others to stare their way. Lance tried to calm her down by smiling and using a little of his charm but it was just making the girl fangirl even more. So he took a picture with her to be on his way before the coffee shop got too busy. But she wouldn’t back off. Apparently she wasn’t satisfied with the picture, something about how her eyes were closed? Or how blurry it came out? Lance couldn't remember, he just wanted his coffee.

The girl kept hounding him and following him, demanding that he retake the picture with her. Lance let her down easy, saying how he needed to be someplace important and that he was running late. The girl kept pushing him. Following his every move, right on his heels. Begging, pleading with him to take more pictures because she ‘needed them,’ whatever that meant. Lance tried his hardest to be nice and polite because as a former paladin of voltron and as one of seven someone’s who have saved the entire universe, his image is everything. Without him or his former paladins, there would probably be no earth. So he stopped in his tracks and took a better picture with the girl.

He felt good to see her happy because of something that he had done. Plus he looked really good in that picture, who knew the earth’s natural lighting at 1pm could make his skin look so smooth? Once he gave his approval of the better pic, he was on his way again, hoping that the line to the coffee shop wasn’t even longer now. As he started to fast walk down the busy sidewalk, something yanked him back by the neck and he came crashing down. Literally. He fell right back on his ass and when he looked up, this same crazy girl was looming over him like a mad woman. With his blue hand-knit wool scarf dangling from her grabby hands. The anger that had been simmering in Lance’s gut was at a full blown boil and he was just about ready to explode. So.. he kinda did..

Long and embarrassing story short, Lance yelled at her. He snatched his blue scarf out of her hands so fast, it scared her, and as he rubbed his most likely bruised tailbone, he got in her face and began blaming her for the world's most horrible fan interaction. He was so angry, that he balled his fists, stomped his foot and had veins protruding out of his neck and forehead. He called her names and most likely spit in her face, but he didn’t care. And when he was done, he took a step back and examined the girl in front of him. She was folded in on herself, holding her arms close to her body as her bottom lip quivered and fat, giant tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked so.. mortified. And actually.. scared of him. Like if Lance were to say anything or move a muscle, she’d flinch.

Seconds later, Lance’s face softened into something regretful and he went out to reach for her, to apologize. But, like he knew she would, she flinched. And then hurried away like he was a mad man. All the while crying and clutching her phone to her chest. Lance felt absolutely demolished inside. He tried to go after her but his feet were glued to the cement of the sidewalk. He didn’t even want his coffee anymore.

Thankfully, there were no viral videos or photos or posts about the incident. Lance ended up tracking the girl down a few days later and showered her with all the love he could muster, even taking as many pics as she wanted and liking them on Instagram when she tagged him. But.. something inside him still felt so horrible about the incident. For a moment, Lance had realized that he genuinely hurt that girl for no real reason. He just wanted some coffee but is coffee more important than the people who are thankful and want to show their gratitude for him for everything he did with voltron? If the roles were reversed and he stayed on earth, he would be bending over backwards to let all the paladins know just how thankful he was to live another day on their planet. That girl probably had family, friends, maybe a spouse and kids, and in the midst of that horrible battle 3 years ago, she most likely thought that one of those days would be her last with them.

It broke Lance’s heart thinking about it. He really hurt her. Sure, he made it right and she forgave him, but in that single moment, he actually hurt someone enough to make them cry, to make them run away from him. It was a terrible feeling. It wasn’t Lance. He never wanted that to happen again.

And at the same time.. he.. kinda never wanted to be the savior of earth. Not really.. he just wanted to feel like he had a place in the universe, and to know that he played an important role. That he mattered.

Guess he really matters now..

He sends a long text to Keith with shaky hands.

Message delivered..

The second he walked through the door, his phone rang. It was a three-way call with Hunk and Pidge. Lance pressed the green button to answer and placed the phone to his ear. Immediately, Hunk starts going on and on about how much he misses Lance and when the next time they’ll see each other will be. Lance smiled at his best friend’s inability to ever take a breath between sentences and replied with a warm ‘I miss you too, buddy.’ They got to catching up as Lance ordered his garlic knots and sat down at a private booth near the back of the place. He didn’t want to draw any attention to himself, especially when he got the call from his best friends.

Hunk tells him all the great things that’s been happening at the Garrison and even on the Atlas. He tells him how his restaurant is doing and how his family is doing and how Shay is doing. Pidge catches him up on things with her family, some new inventions she’s been working on, and how being the youngest teacher at the Garrison is going. Lance listens and gives his two cents on everything his friends tell him and honestly, he couldn’t be more happy for them. The way they were able to just get their lives together 3 years after the war is.. incredible. It made him think about everything he’s done since the war ended. Which wasn’t much.. he took over his family’s farm and brought it back to life, he helps out Colleen, Pidge’s mom, with medicine and finding cures to strange space illnesses with plants she has him grow on his farm, and his family’s market wouldn’t be as popular or swarming with business if he didn’t work there. Sad but true. And that’s really it. He hasn’t done much else. Nothing life changing or breathtaking like his friends.

But Hunk and Pidge don’t need to know that. So he simply replies with: “Oh, ya know.. same old, same old,” and hopes it works enough to keep the conversation flowing and follow up questions at bay. It does.

30 minutes into their conversation and Lance is starting to feel a little.. agitated. With the garlic knots consumed and digesting in his stomach, he sits in the booth, alone, listening to his friends go on and on and on about their perfect jobs and their perfect little lives. He gets lost a few times and at one point has literally no idea what they’re talking about. When he tries to ask what or who or even get the slightest details, Pidge lets out a sigh that Lance can’t help but feel like is out of annoyance. Lance sighs back and continues to stay silent because obviously he’s not getting anywhere. Why even bother putting him on a call that Hunk and Pidge could have just had on their own??

Balling his fist, Lance let out a loud, overdramatic sigh. He didn’t care if his friends heard it or how they took it. He was upset. The conversation between his two friends comes to a halt and then awkward silence. Pidge is the first to speak up with a:

“Something you wanna add, Lance?” The annoyance in her voice is very much there and Lance doesn’t miss it. He scoffs loudly and grits his teeth.

“No.” He says, voice deepening in anger.

“Oh really?” Pidge asks, poking the sleeping bear that lies dormant in lance. “Cause it sure sounds like it to me. Why don’t you stop being such a fucking child and tell us what’s bothering you this time??”

Lance damn near growls.

The line has gone quiet now. Hunk’s unsteady breathing is audible but other than that, silence. Lance digs his nails into the skin of his palms and tries to keep the angry tears in his eyes from falling down his cheeks. With a deep shaky breath, he smiles through the pain.

“You know what, Katie,” Lance spits and it makes Hunk gasp. “Fuck YOU and this stupid, shitty attitude you have all the time!”

“Oh, god..” Hunk winces.

“I don’t know what the actual fuck crawled up your ass,” Lance continues, “but I’m sick of it! I've been sick of it for years! I’m sick of keeping my mouth shut and quite frankly, I’m sick of YOU!”

Lance is standing up out of his seat now. His chest heaves up and down as the angry tears have fallen past his face and down his neck. His voice is two octaves deep from anger and the skin of his palm is bloody from how hard he’s digging his nails into it. The place has gone quiet now and Lance can feel multiple pairs of eyes on him. So much for not drawing any attention to himself.

The line is quiet. Then, the sound of a huff of breath. A small laugh.. And then:

“Wow. Nice one, McClain..” Pidge’s voice is small, but so full of something. “Go screw yourself, you asshole.”

The call ends. Whether Pidge or Hunk ended it, is unclear.

Minutes pass, and Lance is still standing in the same place with the phone to his ear. Tears are running down his face, and his Altean marks are buzzing so loud in his ears. His heart is pounding in his ribcage and ice cold sorrow runs through his veins..

He sends a long text to Keith with shaky hands.

Message delivered...

Now, exactly 3 months since that little incident, Lance sits alone in his home. In his childhood bedroom he can’t seem to rearrange because he’s still holding out hope that one day he’ll turn back time and be his child self and get a redo on his life. But hey, it’s better this way. After the whole dilemma with Pidge, Hunk tried to call Lance to help but ended up getting his feelings hurt. Yep. By Lance. Because Lance is a big jerk and can’t stop hurting everyone around him.

So he hasn’t talked to Pidge or Hunk since then. Mostly out of guilt and shame because those two are supposed to be his bestest friends and he hurt them. Nothing he could say or do could make up for his selfish mind and stupid mouth. Lance had this whole plan to go to Shiro about it, to get his advice so Lance could make it all better.

But Pidge being Pidge.. texted the whole thing in their group chat and.. well.. everyone saw it. Shiro, Hunk, Matt, even Keith possibly! It got so bad that Lance’s phone kept going off with alerts from everyone asking what happened and what he said. Curtis tried calling him and left a few messages. Shiro left him a long voicemail. And of course the word traveled so fast that it reached New Altea and Coran got involved. Which caused Romelle to be involved, too. She gossiped to Acxa, who told her girlfriend, who happens to be Lance’s sister, Veronica. Veronica blabbed to Rachel, who blabbed to Marco, who blabbed to Luis.. who blabbed to Lance’s dad.. WHO BLABBED TO LANCE’S MOM. And boy did she have some interesting words for him in the SEVEN, LONG voicemails asking exactly ‘what happened’and ‘why The Holt siblings were so angry with him.’

Everything escalated so fast. Lance can’t even remember what he said. Or why he said it. Since the war ended, it’s been so hard on him. Sure, it’s been hard on everyone, but for Lance it’s been different. Everyone looks up to him for some reason and expects him to do so good and be the hero they all think he is, when in reality? He was just a leg…

Exactly what did he gain from being a paladin of voltron anyway?? Get banged up and bruised almost everyday he was out there? Have people on his case, constantly reminding him how unimportant he was to the team? Pointing out all of his flaws and mistakes and focusing on those when there’s a million other good things he’s done that towers over all the bad shit?? Sure, he returned home to his family who he literally missed and cried for every single day, but he lost the love of his life in the process.

To put it all out there, Lance didn’t really gain anything. He got to travel through space, which was his dream since he was a little kid, and then space chewed him up and spit him out as some fake hero with PTSD and other trauma that will haunt him for the rest of his pathetic life.

So.. these past 3 months.

Lance has been sitting up in his childhood room.

Wishing he could use the power of Altea or something to turn back time.

And be his younger self.

His innocent self.

His happier self.

Back when he wasn’t so fucked up and had dreams and goals.

Back when everyone was proud of him.

Back to when he didn’t know who Allura was or that she even existed. Back to when Voltron didn’t exist either and everything was fucking fine.

Staring up at his ceiling, Lance counts the glow in the dark stars that he’s had up there since he was six years old. Somehow they’re still glowing and Lance is thankful for that because at 3 in the morning when the world is fast asleep and everything is pitch black, he could use the light.

It comforts him. Reminds him of a simpler, more happier time in his life.

Something sharp digs through Lance’s chest as he stares at those fake neon stars, and it hurts really bad. His breathing begins to quicken, matching the beat of his heart, and a lump finds its way up his throat. Tears pool in the rim of his eyes and spill down the corners, streaming down the sides of his face.

And they don’t stop. The stars get blurrier as Lance’s breathing gets heavier. His body begins to tremble with every hiccup of a sob that pours out of him and he’s crying so hard that his brain throbs in his head.

He curls in on himself in his bed and wraps his arms around his torso, crying uncontrollably into his space themed pillow. His Altean marks begin to buzz and glow and he can’t bring himself to care because all he wants to do is disappear.

Disappear from this game called life.

He types a text to Keith with teary eyes and a quivering bottom lip.

Message.. deleted…

As 3 in the morning turns to 4, a pod lands in the grass just a couple yards away from Lance’s farm. Boot covered feet step out of said pod and touch the wet grass waiting for them. It’s still dark out and the only light visible are the fireflies that buzz around a pair of cowboy booted feet. Those booted feet begin to walk, carrying a tall, broad, raven haired stranger up a hill to Lance’s home. The frogs and crickets seem to grow louder as the stranger in black cowboy boots makes their way to the front porch and pulls back the creaky screen door to a cold, locked doorknob. A set of keys are pulled out and a specific blue key is pushed inside the lock, turning and unlocking the door. The stranger walks in and is instantly met.. with..

Crying??

“H-Hello??” The stranger calls out. “Lance?”

The crying stops.

It’s dead quiet..

The door shuts on its own and the echo around the house is eery.

Light footsteps descend the stairs and before they know it, the stranger is being tackled to the ground in a bear hug.

“Ah-! Lance!?” They yell as the duffel bag from their hand falls to the ground.

“Keith!!” Lance yells out, voice rasped from endless crying.

Keith can immediately hear it and wraps his arms around Lance so tight, holding him close. His eyes glow yellow, something that usually happens out of fear, anger, or protectiveness, and his lips protrude to make way for his double set of fangs that are ready to bite any and everyone.

“Lance!” Keith tries to sit up but is pinned to the ground with all of Lance’s dead body weight. “Lance, honey, are you hurt? What’s wrong??”

A hand through curly brown locks and Lance’s crying dies down. He snuggles his face into Keith’s neck and hiccups through a response. Something too incoherent for Keith to make out, but he feels it has something to do with why he was told to go home ASAP.

A few weeks ago, Keith was contacted by Acxa via video chat. They talked and caught up for a few minutes before Acxa told Keith the real reason for her call. She explained that Veronica was having a tough time reaching out to Lance and that he might be in some kind of trouble. Not knowing the full extent of the story, Acxa only told Keith what she heard from Veronica and others. Fearing the worst, Keith packed up his shit and set a course for Earth as fast as he could.

Unfortunately, there were some setbacks on his way over where he had to make a few stops to tend to aliens in need because after all, that’s still his job as a blade member, but when that got finished, Keith hightailed it over. His Galra instincts wouldn't allow him to stay away for much longer anyway and having accepted his galra side a long time ago, it would have been best for everyone to let him go home.

Keith now lays in Lance’s bed, every inch of Lance’s body wrapped up around him like a snake. Keith strokes Lance’s hair soothingly and holds him close to his chest, right over his beating heart. A deep, soothing purr emits itself from Keith’s body and calms Lance’s nerves right down to the bone. Keith knows how much Lance adoreshis Galran features and at this point, Keith would do absolutely anything for Lance to feel better.

They talked about everything that happened and are now in the cuddle stage. Lance has his eyes shut, listening to Keith purr just for him. Long limbs wrapped around every inch of his boyfriend while Keith’s long nails scratch at his scalp, life is so good.

Life is so good with Keith around.

“So,” Keith says, voice as calm as ever. “What exactly did Pidge say?”

“Oh,” Lance answers, his voice quiet as a mouse. “You didn’t see the messages in the group chat?”

“No.” Keith shrugs, laying his cheek against Lance’s forehead. “Been kinda busy.. And I actually don’t understand how a group chat works.”

That rises a chuckle out of Lance as he sits up a bit to reach for his phone on the bedside dresser.

“Idiot,” he whispers with a small smile on his face and it makes Keith light up, his purring becoming a bit louder.

Lance lays back on Keith’s chest as he scrolls through the messages on his phone. When he finds the message from Pidge, Lance clears his scratchy throat and sniffs.

“From Pidgeotto,” he starts, looking at Pidge’s name in their ✨Paladudes✨ group chat. “Just an FYI lance is a.. a total fucking jackass and I am no longer friends with him..”

Keith immediately frowns at that.

Lance continues. “He can suck my big toe for all I care. I’m done with him. Have fun being a lonely loser @LanceyPants.”

“What the fuck?” Keith says, eyes glowing yellow in the dark room. “Why would she say that!?”

Lance shakes his head, tears forming in his eyes again. “Because she was right. I am a jackass..”

“Lance, no!” Keith sits up, bringing Lance with him. They sit side by side as Lance holds himself and looks down at his space blanket. He shrugs once and sniffs.

“Keith, stop,” he says, wiping a tear from his eye. “Look, I said some very hurtful things to her and she lashed out in a perfectly normal way..”

“Normal!?” Keith scoffs, grabbing Lance’s phone and rereading the message again. “Jackass? Loser?? Come on, Lance, she’s completely bullying you and you know it!”

Lance whips around with an angry expression on his face “Because I deserve it!”

The room grows quiet. Keith takes a deep breath and reaches over to grab Lance’s shoulders.

“Calm.” He says, taking a deep breath for Lance to mimic. Lance takes a deep breath with him and lets it out. Keith begins to purr again and it calms Lance even more.

“I.. Sorry..”

Keith nods. He reaches up to cup Lance’s cheek and rubs his thumb across Lance’s tear stained eye.

“You know I would never hurt anyone on purpose..” Lance sniffs. “That’s not who I am. I’m just.. I’m tired of being this symbol of everything strong and good and brave.”

“Mhm,” Keith rubs Lance’s back, leaning in closer to him to nuzzle his forehead. Lance nuzzles back and Keith’s purrs.

“I keep.. I keep hurting everyone I care about..” Lance whispers in a voice so low and fragile, it nearly shatters Keith’s heart.

“That’s not true.” Keith pulls back a little to look into Lance’s teary blue eyes. “Lance, you are the most incredible, selfless, honest person I’ve ever known. You are strong and good and brave even if you don’t mean to be. Or want to be.”

Lance pulls away and stares at his hands. Keith keeps his eyes focused on Lance.

“I know you think you hurt that fangirl from a few months ago.” Keith continues. “Or Pidge. Or Hunk. Or your parents or friend or family or whoever, but you could never hurt anyone.”

“Yeah, right,” Lance shakes his head. “I already did. I hurt everyone.”

“And even if that’s true,” Keith grabs Lance’s hands in his own, “which it’s not, you’re not doing it on purpose. You have a right to your own feelings! And you have a right to speak your mind.”

“And what if that hurts people??” Lance looks up and meets teary eyes to indigo ones. “What if I accidentally hurt my mama or my sisters or brothers, or nieces and nephews because I can’t be who they want me to be, who they think I am!?”

“Lance,” Keith shakes his head.

“What if I hurt you???” Lance’s eyes go wide. He looks Keith up and down and exhales a panicked breath. “God, Keith.. wh-what if I hurt you??”

“Oh, Lancey,” Keith sighs that lovey-dovey sigh where his eyes go all big and black like a cat’s, and the purr in his chest gets louder. “You’ve never hurt me. Ever.”

Lance stares into Keith’s eyes like they’re his lifeline.

“B-but.. but what if-?”

“No more what if’s!” Keith cuts Lance off by covering his mouth with his hand. “Listen to me, Lance. Are you listening??”

Lance nods repeatedly.

“Good,” Keith smiles, all crooked and cute and beautiful. “The only person you ever need to worry about hurting is yourself.”

And there it is. The one thing Lance has been dying to hear without knowing he’d been dying to hear it. It’s like a breath of fresh air, or cool rain on a hot and sweaty day. The permission he needed but didn’t really need. He has a right to care about himself and put himself first but whenever he tries, the guilt eats him alive. Why should he care about himself when he has to care more about others???

No. That’s not the case. It’s never been the case.

“You’ve gotta stop doing this to yourself,” Keith finishes, stroking the endless sea of tears that are falling from Lance’s eyes. He strokes Lance’s glowing Altean marks and leans forward to kiss one softly. Lance trembles slightly, closing his eyes to bask in the moment.

“I’m sure Pidge has gotten over it by now,” Keith reassures. “She just has too much pride to make the first more and apologize. You know how she is.”

“Y-Yeah,” Lance hiccups, nodding.

“And Hunk?” Keith scoffs. “I bet your mailbox is full of letters from him, explaining how sorry he is and hoping you’re doing alright. You know if he can’t reach you from your phone, he has other ways.”

That makes Lance smile.

“There’s probably cookies on the way right now.” He looks into Keith’s eyes, exhaling a small laugh.

“Oh, yeah,” Keith agrees, laughing that angelic laugh and showing off his perfect pearly fangs. Lance’s heart skips a fucking beat.

“And your fangirl?” Keith’s purring stops. “Well, she never should have gotten all up in your space that’s for sure. You had every right to punch her.”

“Keith!” Lance squeaks, face contorting into shock and confusion. “I-I didn’t punch her!”

“Really?” Confusion etches itself all over Keith’s features and he puts a finger to his chin. “I could have sworn I read that in your text.”

“No way, man!” Lance defends, waving his arms around. “Why would I ever in my life-!” He stops mid sentence to see the shit-eating grin plastered on Keith’s face.

“Just kiddin, lil lady,” Keith says in his best southern accent, smiling big and wide.

Lance bursts out into a fit of laughter, hitting Keith’s chest and arms and back. Keith shields himself and laughs, grabbing Lance’s arms and bringing him down onto the mattress. They fall back with Keith looming over Lance, his long raven hair surrounding their faces.

Lance stares up into those beautiful, indigo eyes and sniffs, unable to look away. He reaches up and cups Keith’s face, rubbing his thumb over Keith’s Galran stripe.

“Do you understand what I’m saying?” Keith asks in his softest voice, eyes roaming from Lance’s teary blue eyes to his luscious lips.

“Yes,” Lance nods, not even bothering to blink because if he does, he’ll miss Keith’s everything.

“Don’t let anyone get you down, my sweetheart.” Keith whispers, leaning in closer. “Ever.”

Lance nods.

“And if they do,” Keith’s face turns serious, indigo eyes going dark. “I’ll bite their throats out and hand them to you on a silver platter.”

“Keith,” Lance exhales, going red in the face and ears. “Holy shit, you can’t just say things l-like that.”

Keith’s hard demeanor falls as he giggles and leans in close. Before they close the gap between their lips, Lance whispers, “And hey. I thought pet names were my thing?”

And Keith kisses him to shut him up.

They kiss like they haven’t seen each other in years and it’s the greatest Lance has ever felt. Keith kisses like he’s starving for it, craving it so much more than air and it’s hot and powerful and so, so damn good.

Lance wraps his arms and legs around Keith’s body and kisses him back with fervor. He allows Keith to make him feel better, and kisses his pain away. Keith pulls away slowly, licking into Lance’s mouth before he does so. Lance lets out a small groan and smiles before he opens his eyes.

“I love you,” he whispers, tucking some hair behind Keith’s ear.

“I love you, more,” Keith whispers back, settling himself between Lance’s legs. “Feeling any better?”

“A little,” Lance looks away, sniffling a little. His eyes focus back to Keith’s and a small smile appears on his kiss swollen lips. “But I know a great way you can make me feel all the way better.”

“Oh, yeah,” Keith smirks, burying his face into Lance neck to start kissing slowly. “And what’s that?”

Lance giggles like a little kid, running his hands up and down Keith’s sides. When Keith pulls back, he trails his kisses up the side of Lance’s face and stops at his Altean mark.

“Make love to me,” Lance whispers, rubbing his nose against Keith’s. “Touch me all over and hold me until the sun comes up and just.. love me. Please..”

Keith’s face softens into something full of love and adoration. He moves forward to peck Lance’s lips, then his chin, and then his other Altean mark.

“Anything you want, my sweet..” he kisses Lance’s cheek. “Beautiful..” he kisses Lance’s jaw. “Amazing.. wonderful..”

“Alright, enough!” Lance laughs, slapping Keith in the back. His cheeks are on fire as he closes his eyes when Keith starts nibbling on his neck with his fangs. A chill runs down Lance’s spine and tingles to his toes, making them curl.

Keith sits up one last time and stares at Lance like he’s the world.

“I’ll take good care of you, baby.” He says with the utmost truth in his sultry voice. “I promise. We’re in this together.”

“Yeah,” Lance nods, letting his tears fall down his face and glowing Altean marks. “Together.”

And as Keith kisses Lance so lovingly, Lance can’t help but be glad that he can’t turn back time to be his younger self. Because with Keith around, he feels all the happiness in the whole world just like he did when he was young.

-END-

(send me a klangst prompt)

[adenei]

Where Lies the Truth

Hi everyone! Real life’s been so crazy, I’ve been forgetting to post my comp pieces here (and honestly haven’t had much time for other stories outside of competition and my current multi-chap (if you’ve sent me an inbox prompt - I have not forgotten you lovely anons, it will happen!)

But for now, please enjoy a 5th year Seamus Finnigan Drabble. I hope you all are well <3

******************* To say the end of the summer holidays had been strenuous was an understatement. Seamus had confided in his mother about the events of the end of last term because he was worried about what You-Know-Who’s return would mean for his Muggle father. His mam had taken him seriously at first, but as the summer progressed, she became more and more skeptical of Harry Potter’s story. 

As Seamus was readying for his return to Hogwarts, Mrs. Finnigan began to outwardly question Harry Potter’s sanity to her son. He’d hear small mutterings under her breath around the house, which then became stronger accusations after they went shopping in Diagon Alley. Everyone’s acting normal. No one seems afraid. 

That was the turning point for Seamus. He saw the absence of panic and fear in everyone else, and began to question Harry’s story, too. Now, his mother was seeing him off on Platform Nine and Three-Quarters after sowing seeds of doubt in his mind. She pulled him into a strong hug.

“Remember to stay away from the Potter boy, and don’t believe any of the rubbish that he’s spewing,” she warned.

“Mam—”

“I’m serious, young man. His story sounds like a load of codswallop. I’ve been reading the Prophet every day, and there’s been nothing to support his claims. You were too young to remember the first war. I’d know if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was back,” Mrs. Finnigan said in finality.

The train whistle blew a warning sound as white smoke poured out from the engine.

“Seamus, are you coming or what?” Dean called from one of the train windows. “Oh, hi, Mrs. Finnigan!” 

Mrs. Finnigan waved cheerfully to Dean before turning back to her son. “Remember what I said, Seamus. There’s nothing to worry about. Don’t listen to anything that classmate of yours has to say. I don’t think he’s quite right in the head.”

“Right. See you at Christmas, Mam,” Seamus said in a hollow voice as he boarded the train.

Seamus always thought Harry was a good bloke. They weren’t exactly close, but he didn’t mind him as a dorm-mate. They’d never had issues before, and Seamus always believed the snippets he’d heard of his barmy stories because Ron and Hermione had always been there to confirm. 

This time, though, Ron and Hermione hadn’t been there. They were in the stands along with everyone else when Harry appeared out of nowhere with Cedric’s body unmoving on the ground. The more his mam spoke over the summer, the more he began to believe her.

“It’s about time, mate! I thought you were going to miss the train,” Dean said as Seamus entered the compartment. Lavender and Parvati were sitting across from the boys, already engaged in whatever the latest gossip was.

“Sorry, you know how me mam can get sometimes,” Seamus said. “Have a good holiday?”

“Yeah! The West Ham game was the best part!”

“That was bloody brilliant,” Seamus agreed.

Dean began recalling highlights from the game as Seamus pretended to listen. He’d been given tickets to a game over the summer as a late birthday present, and Seamus was invited to attend. It’d been great to visit his best friend for a few days and get away from his mam’s constant denial of anything related to You-Know-Who’s possible return.

“You alright, mate?” Dean asked skeptically, realizing Seamus wasn’t listening. 

“Er, yeah,” Seamus reassured him. He contemplated asking his best friend’s opinion about their shared dorm-mate and decided it couldn’t hurt if he posed it the right way. “Hey, Dean, you don’t think Harry was lying at the end of term, do you?”

Dean frowned at Seamus’ question as Lavender and Parvati halted their own conversation to listen in.

“I don’t know. I haven’t thought much about it,” Dean answered, but Seamus had a feeling that was a lie. 

The boys had spoken at length about the possibility in the days following the end of the Triwizard Tournament as they speculated what might have occurred. With Dean’s uncertain blood status, he was concerned, and rightfully so.

“What if he made it up to cover the real truth of what happened to Cedric?” Seamus pressed.

“Come off it, Shay, that’s absurd,” Parvati chimed in. “Harry wouldn’t have killed Cedric!”

“I’m not saying he did! But if You-Know-Who’s really back, then where is he?” Seamus reasoned.

“I don’t know,” Parvati shrugged, seemingly not wanting to be bothered.

“Does it really matter right now? We’re going back to Hogwarts, and we’re safe there,” Lavender added as Parvati agreed.

Seamus looked back to Dean for some support, but Dean didn’t seem eager to back him up. “I don’t know what to tell you, mate. I’m not saying it’s not suspicious, but I wouldn’t worry about it. Just ask him tonight if it’s bothering you. Exploding Snap?” 

Dean pulled out a pack of cards in an attempt to change the subject. The girls both nodded, and Seamus begrudgingly accepted. He sat back in his seat, slightly disgruntled, not knowing what to think anymore. It didn’t help that his friends weren’t as concerned as he seemed to be. Maybe Dean was right. 

Seamus resolved to put the thoughts out of his head for now as he turned his attention to the game. He’d ask Harry after the feast, and hopefully gain some straight answers once and for all.

[inmyarmswrappedin]

Can you rank the isak/Jonas friendship in terms of friendship dynamic and the characters individually

Hi anon 🍃 lol sorry, this is so late. I hope you’re still paying attention to these. 

Isak/Jonas: It's funny because, in hindsight, I feel like other remakes developed this friendship more, or gave them more dialogue so that certain things were explicitly expressed (like the Jonas' remorse about the homophobic jokes of yesteryear), or they simply come across as closer friends because we get more insta content. But I think that both Isak and Jonas are fully realized characters. I love Jonas Vasquez and I can totally see why Isak idolized him, even when Jonas was a little shit. And I just about adore Jonas' reaction to Isak coming out, it feels 100% true to his character to take it in, put himself in Isak's shoes and say the one thing Jonas would like to hear if he were telling Isak about a girl. Isak and Jonas may not necessarily be the closest Isak and Jonas pair, but they feel like two good, teenie male friends, and that counts for a lot in my book.

Shay/Marlon: Surprise? I love these two and I think they're tight as fuck. I'm basically headcanoning here, but I think one of the reasons Shay isn't out to everyone yet isn't so much because what other people might say, but what Marlon might think. (And here it helps that Marlon is fairly woke, but nowhere near tumblr standards. We know Marlon will react well because he's a Jonas, but there's some room for uncertainty.) As for Marlon, while I think he's pretty self-centered, I can't help but have some fondness for this dumb teenie who's so devoted to his friends that he's selling his meds in order to make their band happen. I mean, it seems like he's financing their soundcloud rapping career all on his own, and I'm supposed to frown upon his drug dealing ways? Absolutely not. Anyway, I love that Shay and Marlon are friends from way back. I love that Marlon is such a lesbro and that Shay knew she needed to become bff with a white guy for protection.  

Lucas/Jorge: Remake Jonas stans will argue that this or that Jonas figured out early on that their Isak was gay, but Jorge was the only one who canonly noticed early on and tried to be there for Lucas without pushing him. There's a reason that the Spanish boy squad isn't homophobic (and yet, as per one of Lucas' videos, not immediately educated about everything ever) and it's because Jorge would have never allowed that shit. And you know it. Jorge loves the shit out of Lucas, and Lucas knows that he's loved. Sometimes a best friend that you know will always be there is way more important than a love story, and this is true for Lucas Rubio.

Matteo/Jonas A: I was really, really conflicted about these two. I'm more of a David fan, and I generally don't care for Jonas A. But after some soul searching, I realized I couldn't list Matteo any lower than this without feeling like a TRAITOR to him, and for all his faults, Jonas A is a fairly good friend. I feel like there's a lot of love between Jonas and Matteo, but at the same time I also feel like there's nothing much that binds them together? Like, I actually think as the years go by, Hanna will become Matteo's go-to confidante over Jonas, because I feel like she and Matteo have more in common. But that's just, like, my opinion, man.

Lucas/Yann: I'm only rating them this high because I really love Yann, despite how dirty the writing team post s2 did him. The thing is, many Jonases do make homophobic jokes in s1, but the one big gay joke Jonas makes in s1, about Isak only liking gay songs, was not what Yann said in s1. He said Lucas only liked songs for virgins. (I haven't watched s1 a lot so I might be missing some examples.) So I just don't get why Yann had to be scapegoated like that. I would've been fine with it if they hadn't made Yann leaving Lucas at the bench the damn cliffhanger for episode 6, if episode 6 had started with that scene and finished with the table football scene. But Skam France didn't want to have it like that, and yeah, it still bothers me. But I do like Yann, and I thought he was a great friend in s1 and s2.

Lucas/Kes: I feel like I don't have a ton of insight into this friendship, because Skam NL favors visuals over dialogue a lot. I feel like Lucas and Kes are only friends because they're both cool kids in the same way and they go to the same school, but nothing beyond that. Lucas comes across as a free agent, and Kes and Noah read as much closer with each other. That said, Lucas and Kes have the most sexual tension out of any Isak/Jonas pair (I'm thinking specifically of that dancing scene in the cabin episode), in a sort of unspoken way. I don't think Kes is into Lucas necessarily, but I feel like he does pick up on Lucas' crush subsconsciously and fucks with Lucas' head to test his reaction. So they're not the closest of friends in my opinion, but they have a unique dynamic among the pairs.

Martino/Giovanni: The thing about Giovanni is that I've had enough of this dude, essentially. I liked him well enough in s1 and s2, but I love Jonas V more than any Jonas and I really disliked how Giovanni was hailed not just as a better friend than Jonas V, but also the gold standard of what a best friend should be. And it's just weird as fuck to me that every remake Jonas should be compared not to the Skam character, but to a copy of this character played by a more conventionally attractive actor? And like... Don't tell me that's not a factor on why Giovanni has such a fandom, because I saw with my own eyes how Chris/Eva shippers reluctantly shipped Eva/Gio over Eva/Federico, because Giovanni is more gorgeous (and tbh, a better actor) than Federico. But anyway, Martino and Giovanni are fine, I'm just really tired of people bringing Giovanni up in any discussion about the Jonases.

Robbe/Jens: I watched Wtfock before s3 started, and I just never got the appeal of Robbe. I couldn't imagine why people were looking forward to his season because there was nothing interesting about him as far as I could see. (Whereas I find Yasmina more interesting.) As for Jens, I thought the actor was better looking than the one playing Luka, so it's one of those cases where I wondered why anyone would ship Jana/Luka based on looks alone, lol. And then s3 came along, and for whatever reason, the writers decided that they were going to make a plot point of Robbe urgently needing a place to live, and Jens turning down his requests to stay over. It's just so unlike what I'd expect a best friend to do, that I can't fuck with Robbe/Jens at all. I don't care if Jens later became the biggest LGBTI ally, that's a dick move.

BONUS

Cris/Amira: I don't really consider them an Isak/Jonas pair because they only have like... two scenes that I'd call Isak/Jonas scenes. Cris only ever crushed on Amira in my mind, and only ever ruined Amira's relationships with dudes in my mind, so they don't have that Isak/Jonas history. But I really love how Skam España approached and adapted this friendship for Cris. I love not just that Amira is Cris' Jonas, but how she is Cris' Jonas. They're childhood friends who are becoming two different women, and yet that's not a cause for them to grow apart, but to love and value each other more. Sometimes remakes rely on Skam for exposition, like we have to assume a remake character did this thing because that's the reason the Skam character did it, even if it's not actually stated in the remake in question. With Cris/Amira, Skam España actually relies on Skam to provide some context for who Amira is and what she gets out of her friendship with Cris before we've actually watched her season. We don't know everything that Amira went through when she started wearing hijab, but we can guess based on what we saw in Sana's season. And that's why the Amira/Cris friendship is so powerful, because Cris constantly professes that their friendship is forever. It's one of the cases where knowledge of Skam actually compliments the remake, rather than Skam doing heavy lifting for the remake.

[aliensforleaders]

Tell Me Again Tomorrow

Pairing: Rami Malek x Female Reader

Summary: The reader lives in LA and her friend Alisha begs her to go to a party for the weekend at the beach. She really doesn’t want to go, but Alisha convinces her and she meets a captivating man.

Warnings: Just a bit of swearing. There will possibly be smut in this story later down the line if I can figure out a non cringy way to write it.

A/N: Hi so it’s been a few years since I’ve written anything for public viewing. I want to specially thank @wutheringshay for answering my message and making me feel better about writing and posting this. Love you Shay! I’m really glad I did because I very much enjoyed writing it. So if you enjoy it let me know because we all need a little validation right?

Today was Friday. Like every other Friday my plans were to stay home, eat way too much junk, and watch way too many episodes of Love Island. Alisha had other plans, however, and she wasn't leaving my apartment until I agreed to come along. 

“Come on (Y/N)! You never do anything fun on the weekends. Please come with me? I need you to help me find someone cute! And you haven’t seen Wendy in so long.”

She had told me about the beach party that she got invited to for the whole weekend. It was her very rich cousin, Wendy’s birthday, which meant everything was free except the hotel room. It’s not that it didn't sound fun it was just that I would have to pack clothes and leave the comfort of my apartment, and that was harder for me than I'd like to admit. But maybe I needed this? And plus it would be nice to see Wendy again. 

“Three days?” I asked again.

“Yep!” she said, with hope in her eyes.

“Ugh. Alright. What could happen in three days, right?” I agreed and Alisha jumped up off the couch full of excitement.

———

It didn't take long for me to get my things together. I threw my bag into Alisha’s trunk and we were off. The drive was beautiful once we got out of the heart of LA. It was very easy for me to get sucked into the day-in, day-out that was working and living in the city. I suddenly started to feel at ease as I zoned out to the music playing from the radio and the beautiful landscape out my window.

We arrived at El Porto Beach a while later. It was far enough away from the city to feel like a real vacation, and I got even more relaxed when I saw the blue waves crashing onto the shore. Okay maybe I could do this. The wind blew through my hair as I got out of the car and I could smell the ocean in the air. It was overwhelming my senses in the best way.

After we had gotten our room and changed, we decided to head down to the bar outside where the party was supposed to be. I wasn’t too thrilled about that part, but I planned on grabbing a drink and disappearing for the evening.

The sun had just started to go down when we got downstairs. There was way more people here than I was expecting, but I still felt at ease somehow. Ambient music played from speakers all around.

“Oh my god! You guys came!” I heard a loud female voice behind me and whipped around to see Wendy running towards us, drink in hand. She ran up and hugged us and all I could smell was tequila. She was always nice to me and hung out with me and Alisha a lot when we were younger.

“Happy Birthday, Wendy!” I said giving her a tight hug.

“Thanks girl! I have to say though I am surprised Alisha got you to come.”

“Yeah it wasn't easy, but I'm here.” I laughed, feeling a little on the spot.

“Well come on let’s go get drinks!” Alisha chimed in, breaking the slightly uncomfortable silence.

An hour had gone by and Alisha and Wendy wandered off somewhere leaving me by the bar. I was sipping on something with vodka and a lot of sugar when I turned and saw him.

He was leaning against the bar all the way at the opposite end, standing next to a slightly more muscular guy who looked very similar. They had to be related. He had the most intense eyes with an indistinct color. His dark curly hair fell in just the right way on his forehead, and wow that smile. After a minute or two, we locked eyes and I quickly looked away, sipping my drink nervously, trying to look as normal as possible. I glanced over again and this time he was whispering to the man standing next to him with a huge grin on his face. I saw him step away from the bar and my heart began racing. Shit. 

It had been so long since I’d put myself in a situation like this and I felt very out of my element. I stood up straight, pushed some hair behind my ear, and took a swig of my drink. I could see him approaching me out of the corner of my eye. Here we go.

“Excuse me.” a very deep, languid voice spoke and I finally turned to meet his gaze. Wow. His eyes took hold of me instantly.

“Hi sorry to bother you, I just saw you standing here alone and wondered how in the hell that was possible.” he smiled again and my heart fluttered, but I kept my confident posture even though I was having a damn heart attack. It’s a super power I possess for some odd reason.

I laughed, swirling the straw in my drink, looked back into his eyes, and replied,”Well I’ll tell you how that’s possible. I hadn’t seen you yet.” I shrugged and threw back the rest of my drink. That vodka was bringing out a whole side of me I never got to utilize.

“Wow.” he laughed loudly, not taking his eyes off me, watching the vodka disappear past my lips. “I’m Rami, by the way. Can I get you another drink?”

“(Y/N). And yes you can, but only one. From the looks of you I’d better keep away from the vodka tonight.” we both laughed at that and he called the bartender over to get me another.

“So Rami, how do you know Wendy?” I asked, turning towards him and sliding onto the stool next to me.

He did the same and replied,”My sister is actually friends with her. They went to college together. So my sister invited my brother, Sami, and me. How do you know her?”

“Alisha and I have been friends for pretty much our whole lives and Wendy used to hang around.”

Rami hummed in response, his eyes watching my lips as I spoke, that intrigued smile never leaving his. We talked for a while at the bar about a lot of things. He was a good listener and he asked a lot of questions, always keeping eye contact. My phone buzzed a while later and I saw it was Alisha asking where I was.

“It’s Alisha.” I told Rami. I locked my phone, standing up and putting it in my bag.

“Does that mean you have to go?” he asked looking very sad and sounding almost disappointed.

I giggled, “I should probably make sure she gets to bed okay. But hey um..” I trailed off looking around and grabbing one of the paper coasters on the bar and asked the bartender for a pen. I quickly wrote down my number on it.

“Will you be here tomorrow?” I asked him.

“Definitely.” his face lit up.

I laughed at his almost childlike excitement. “Okay then here. Call me tomorrow. I need a reason to get out of socializing with these people.” I gestured to the groups of people spread around the beach and bar area.

He stood up, taking the coaster from my hands. He looked deep into my eyes with a passion that almost made me gasp. “Did I tell you that you are absolutely stunning.”

“No, but you can tell me again tomorrow.” I smiled and leaned in placing a quick kiss on his cheek. I grabbed my bag and walked away from the bar. I glanced back to see him running a hand through his hair, mouth agape. 

Okay well that happened. I still couldn’t figure out where all that confidence came from, but I didn’t care. I just spent two hours talking to the most beautiful, intense, intriguing man I’d ever met. I set out to find Alisha and praise her for making me come to this thing.

[mint1412]

Klance and Yulma Parallels, and Why If Yulma Happened, Klance Will Too!

Klance = Keith X Lance from the not-yet-canon couple Voltron: Legendary Defender

Yulma = Yuu Kanda X Alma Karma , the canon couple from D.Gray-man

 Full analysis and comparison under read more; TLDR is in bold somewhere near the bottom, also under read more.

Let’s jump straight (or not so straight, given the content lol) into it! Parallels between Keith and Kanda are first, then Lance and Alma, and finally the relationship in general! Because if Yulma can happen, so can Klance!!!!

Keith and Kanda Parallels

Both

Are the hot headed swordsmen of the group (Look below to see Keith holding his blade to the Olkari leader’s neck and Kanda doing the same for Timothy)

Are loners

Go off alone to protect those they love (Kanda chasing the group off, Keith just leaving)

Overall just try to do things alone

Are arguably the strongest in the group besides the “mentor” or “adult” figures

Have shown no real interest in any females, and no obvious interest in anyone despite the other main characters doing so

On Voltron’s side

Hunk likes Shay

Allura had Lotor

Matt and Lance both found Allura attractive

Shiro had Adam

Pidge likes technology

On DGM’s side..

it ‘s been mentioned that many, many people are attracted to Lenalee, and implied both Lavi and Allen are

It’s implied that Lenalee has a crush on Allen

Despite all this, Kanda was always suspiciously absent from the talks about romance in the manga’s “discussion” rooms, in which the characters answered the fans questions about themselves. With the exception of one where I think it was mentioned he would probably like a “dignified” person????  Regardless, when asked about Lenalee Lavi and Allen were both there and implied that at the very least they thought she was attractive (because of course guys like girls in miniskirts), while Kanda...was not.

Funnily enough, Keith’s endgame is almost never mentioned.....and questions about who he likes/if he likes anyone are avoided. Same as Kanda’s were

Couldn’t recognize their crushes at first (Kanda not realizing it’s Alma, Keith asking who Lance is) but probably still knew somewhere deep down anyway.

Are honestly a little bad with other people’s emotions

Parallels between Alma and Lance

The happy face to Kanda/Keith’s frowny faces

Love to tease Keith and Kanda

The ones who bring the most smiles to Keith/Kanda’s faces

Are usually super friendly

Very caring about other people

The only ones to have made Kanda/Keith respectively laugh when alcohol was not involved

Along the same lines, they both have a bubbly and easily excitable personality

Despite being the more friendly and generally people persons, both can be scarily serious

Are often seen as slightly air headed due to their excitable nature, but can be pretty observant when need be

See Lance noticing that wasn’t Rover and saving Coran

And Alma figuring out he can use the canal to escape with Kanda

Parallels between the relationships

Use ‘we” a lot in terms of fixing each other’s problems

Lance’s “We’ll fix this” when Keith admits he made a mistake in pushing the team too far is one example for Voltron

Kanda

Have a bit of a rivalry at first

Both have gotten into a few fights (verbal for Voltron, not so verbal for D.Gray-man)

Gotta love how Alma and Lance are on the same side of the screen and Keith and Kanda are. Just goes to show how similar they are I guess :) lol

But become friends pretty quickly in their respective story lines

Alma and Kanda only a few chapters into the flashback arc

Keith and Lance were working together pretty quickly and almost definitely considered each other friends (though I doubt Lance would have admitted it that early) around halfway through the first season

So if they went from rivals to friends quickly....and Kanda and Alma got together because that was the natural development of their relationship, surely the natural development of Keith and Lance is romance as well! I mean heck, it was even stated by the producers that the natural progression of Keith and Lance’s relationship is romance!!! And if you look at Kanda and Alma’s, you can see it! :)

Okay yeah I know a lot of this is a stretch...really it all came about because I noticed the similarities in personality between Keith and Kanda(actually this was part of the reason one of my friends decided Keith was her favorite immediately, despite not generally having those character types as favorites), and realized their relationships had a few similarities as well. And honestly, if Kanda and Alma getting together can happen in a Shonen manga like D.Gray-man, then Keith and Lance can get together! Also I really, really want a scene with him like the one I describe and show below.

TLDR: The two ships are pretty similar which means if Yulma happened, Klance defiantly has a chance.

Also, after Keith admits to liking Lance/after they get together, I want a scene like this super adorable one below  from D.Gray-man where he blushes around another guy because even being reminded of Lance makes him swoon lol. I mean look at that blush!!! So cute from the hothead. I mean obviously I want him to blush around Lance too, but blushing around anyone who reminds him of Lance because he likes Lance THAT much is a cute thought to me.  I guess it just shows how much he cares.

PS: Honestly, with how many people beg for representation in media, I’m kinda surprised D.Gray-man isn’t talked about more often. Because honestly the inclusion of Yulma is pretty much all of the rep you guys beg for wrapped up in a neat and beautiful relationship. Alma is basically trans (was a girl, had their brain implanted into a male body), and Kanda and Alma were in a relationship before the body swaps, and it changed nothing about their love. Kanda wasn’t even phased when he realized, and just accepted Alma for who (s)he was. There was no “no way” or “it can’t be”. He just fully accepted them as they were and it’s absolutely beautiful. Also, it’s in a Shonen manga. C’mon, when does that ever happen in a Shonen series? Though if you’re gonna hate, don’t bother reading it please.

[myndopeus]

y'all did it

well, we reached the goal, so i am slightly mortified to present:

YA ES HORA IS GAY: AN ESSAY

(under a readmore because its literally 1.5k and i’m not an asshole. but i might be posting from mobile so if it doesn’t work i apologize)

there’s no context to this, i literally was just so mind-blown and shook that i ended up actually analyzing the whole video for plot subtext. this is probably more literary than y’all are expecting, but apparently you wanted it. citation is of @bisexualpowerranger.

At this point, I’m sure we are all aware of the Ya Es Hora video, whether it be through watching it yourself or listening to your wlw friends nutting over it. The video is practically overflowing with gay subtext, to the point where only the most oblivious cishet would be able to say that it’s just “Gals being Pals”. But even though the gay aura is clearly visible from space, it is also presented with some conflicting implications of hetero nonsense. Thankfully, this is just to throw the straights off, and serves to enhance the gay factor if you look close enough. On the surface, the plot might be easily interpreted as a classic story of a man cheating on two women, who then unite and become close with each other, dumping the fuckboy in unison. It’s a classic plot in both hetero- and homo- literature, but this video adds an intensely Sapphic spin on the trope, proving once again that Our Lord and Savior Becky G truly is one of the Gays. Rather than having the focus on some irrelevant man who is called out on being a blight and parasite to society, this retelling focuses on the bond of two women, and the attraction between them, with the presence of whats-his-face merely acting as a catalyst for them to act on their feelings for one another. How Iconic.

Given that Becky G technically just features on this track, we can safely say that Ana Mena can be considered the “protagonist” of our story. This is reinforced by how she has the widest variety of settings, from poolside view to weird glass room to living room to strange countertop shot. We are given the most insight to her life, so to speak. Her interactions with the other two “characters”, aka De La Ghetto and Becky G, are heavily skewed to aid the point of this interpretation. She only ever communicates with “DeLa” over text, while she shares like, half the damn video with Becky. This is our first clue that the connection between the two women is more important, but this could also be brushed under the bed as friendship. Fortunately, they gave the gays everything we could want, in the form of symbolism. The shots of Ana Mena and Becky G feature them in two rooms that are only separated by a glass wall as thin and transparent as this metaphor is. The décor of the two rooms tells us all we need to know about these two. Ana Mena’s side of the room is covered in posters and artwork on the walls, with lamps and fluorescent lighting giving it a nice purple and pink shading, which is like trying to smother someone with the bisexual flag, but anyways. This implies a more lived-in state, kind of like a teenager’s bedroom or something. Teenagers are notorious for beginning to explore outside of their comfort zones and beginning to branch out past the world that they are accustomed to. Key word being ‘explore’, as we turn to Becky G’s side of the room, which is legit just a fucking indoor jungle. While Ana Mena’s room represents a more controlled area, this jungle represents something exciting and undiscovered. A word used in the lyrics that seems appropriate is “adventure”. This connection indicates that the “adventure” referenced in the sexually charged lyrics is a woman. What we can surmise from this is that Ana Mena is a young woman beginning to question her sexuality because of the absolute snack that is Becky G, a known Bicon. If we were to get literary about this shit, jungles are commonly used to symbolize the heart (Shay R[edacted], 2018). Contrast this with the artificial lighting of the other side of the room, and you get the classic head vs. heart dilemma. I don’t know about you guys, but so far I am loving this.

 But wait! There’s more! If you, like me, are an adept user of Google Translate, all it takes is a few simple clicks to get a relatively inaccurate translation of what they’re actually saying. As far as I could make out, the lyrics carry a theme of two people who are clearly very interested and attracted to each other, but for whatever reason have not been able to meet in person. Thus, most of their communication and flirting is carried out through text, pictures, and voice messages. Although he does communicate with both girls individually through text, De La Ghetto is only ever shown in solo shots. In contrast, Becky G and Ana Mena are separated by that glass wall, which is clearly a better representation of the tension that comes from flirting over text, but not being able to actually see or be near the other person. The lyrics are referencing the pull that the two women feel towards each other. De La Ghetto is irrelevant. He’s so irrelevant that I didn’t even bother to look up the translation for his rap. Because who cares. The lyrics talk about sending photos and voice messages, which both Ana Mena and Becky G are seen doing. What’s interesting about those parts of the video is that the other person is never shown responding to the picture/message. In other shots, the color of the respondent’s text message shows that they are messaging De La Ghetto, but it is left suspiciously ambiguous with the pictures and voice messages. Thus, it is not out of reason to suspect, or even conclude, that those pictures and messages weren’t being sent to De La Ghetto, but were being exchanged between the two women. This makes even more sense when you note how the shots of them sending voice messages are consecutive.  Therefore, what we have so far is two women carrying an online flirtation with each other, while simultaneously juggling a man in the offhand.

And now we get to the part everyone’s been waiting for, where they ditch the man and get together. De La Ghetto sends Ana Mena a text message saying that he can’t meet her at 7 like they planned, not giving a reason. She is clearly upset by this, and we later find out that he is ditching her to meet up with Becky G. What’s super gay about this detail is that when Becky G gets the message from him, she isn’t even looking at her phone. She’s gazing off into the distance like Sappho herself just descended from heaven and roundhouse kicked her in the head. So we definitely know at this point that Becky is so over whats-his-face, and that she’s got it bad for Ana Mena, but Ana Mena is still concerned with men for some reason, so she hasn’t reciprocated yet. Becky is probably waiting for Ana Mena to make the first move. A possible interpretation in line with common tropes is that Becky is already comfortable with her sexuality and attraction, while Ana Mena is struggling with the new feelings of being attracted to women. One way this is shown is in the pictures they send (see above paragraph for further reference); Becky is the first one to send a picture, god bless, and when Ana Mena later sends one, it is in almost the exact same pose. In a very wholesome turn of events, Becky waits for Ana Mena to make the first move confirming their relationship, which she does in a very dramatic and thinly-veiled metaphor for sex by shattering the glass wall, leading to a shot of Becky G that gives off such strong bottom vibes that I was shocked and had to pause the video for a few moments. They spend the rest of the video dancing suggestively with each other while De La Ghetto looks down at his phone and is as shook as we all feel.

The concluding paragraph of an essay is essentially a tl;dr, so here’s a summary of the Hidden Meaning of the Ya Es Hora video: a young woman, Ana Mena, finds herself caught between the physical relationship she has with a man, and the exciting but unknown venture of an online flirtationship with a woman that is clearly progressing rather quickly. The other woman, Becky G, is not pressuring her or pushing boundaries, while the man is pretty much blowing her off. Coming to her senses, Ana Mena realizes that women are amazing, and she goes off and basically has sex with Becky G, and they lived happily ever after. One entertaining tidbit of detail that was not strong enough to support the overarching interpretation, but is still funny, is that in the tail end of the video there is a Parental Advisory sign in Becky’s side of the room. Indeed, she is such a bad influence, turning all the women gay and scattering glass all over the damn place. Also her jawline is sharp enough to kill a man. The moral of this story is that I’m pretty sure Becky G is literally on the verge of coming out, and if you haven’t seen this gay-ass music video then what are you doing with your life. Go watch it, and make sure to bring a glass of water, because the thirst is real.

References

R[edacted], S. (2018) Jungles are usually used to represent the heart. Discord DMs.

[hijackedhoneybeeez]

inspiration from @jackalopes-vld and this post theres already a story, but this got me thinking :D

Keith and Lance are best of buds and roommates and they get along pretty well and they’re just chilling one day and this huge family passes them by and Lance just totally falls in love every time he so much as sees kids running around.

“Man, they’re so adorable…”

“Who?

“The kids! I’ve always wanted kids.”

“What’s stopping you?”

“I haven’t found the right person yet. I mean, yeah, I can raise kids on my own, but i think adoption agencies want two-parent households or something and…” Lance stops, looks at Keith, and smiles.

“What?”

“Adopt with me?” Lance suggests, and Keith raises an eyebrow. “C’mon! You’d make a great dad! We’d be the perfect parenting team!”

Keith gets goaded along into it, and soon they’re signed up for classes for certifications and making appointments to make sure their apartment is decent and they’re creating a crazy story about how they’ve been together for years (not exactly wrong, the only thing their lying about is the romantic act) for the departments so they trust them.

And after waiting for forever, a kid finally gets placed with them. He’s small, underweight for a toddler his age, an everyone’s tried giving up on him because something about him just… isn’t quite right. Keith and Lance fall hard.

They do anything for this kid. They fight about who gets to change his diapers and who gets to calm him down when he starts screaming in the middle of the night. And they care for him and love him and spoil him to death.

And Lance is falling hard for Keith.

He knew he would be a good parent. They’ve had to hold hands and be couple-y gross in public to pass as parent material, but Lance was taken about at how warm he felt when he walked into their small living room to see Keith asleep with their child in his arms. Even the phrase “their child” made his heart melt a little. He knew he was in deep shit but he thought that it wouldn’t be too bad if he fell for Keith.

Their kid thrives, and the moment the house is still when Keith and Lance drop him off for the first day of school, they look at each other and say, “Another.”

Lance doesn’t bother to tell Keith that he’s practically in love with him as they restart classes, as they save enough money to buy a house (with the help of their best friends and the best extended family they could ask for for their children, Hunk, Shay, and Pidge), as they get re-certified and placed with another child, a beautiful baby girl.

Lance does bother to tell Keith that he loves him, though, when they’re smushed in the same bed, their boy snuggled in between them and their girl crying softly in the other room.

Keith just laughs at him, and said he already knew.

[mikequake]

Voltron RANT beware!!

Ok so several things as I peruse through the Voltron and other tags in that fandom that came to my mind. I shall get some hate but I needed to say my thoughts. First is the fact that these characters are in a scenario way beyond their individual comfort levels. All of them. For the most part they are not going to be hung up on ideas of love and such. I believe Lance uses flirting as a coping mechanism since it allows a sense of familiarity with home. Second is the fact that many of these characters are young. Several with major issues that would prevent them from understanding their sexual preferences and what they are. So all this fighting about shipping is moot. However, the bonds and closeness of each character to the others COULD form something more once the main issues each face are overcome. Now I will go into my personal ideas on each character. This is NOT an attack on anyone and is just my two cents about these characters. Lance: Like I said earlier I believe Lance to use flirting and also his animosity towards Keith as coping mechanisms. He is Cuban and family is HUGE for that culture. He has lost connection with his family and I bet he is acutely aware of each day that passes on Earth and what he is missing with his family. His rivalry with Keith allows him a grounding in a familiar territory as he must have had it going for a long time at the Garrison. Giving him something to keep his thoughts away from family. Basically any odd spike in flirting with others or animosity towards Keith could be seen as an attempt to bury sadness about missing another birthday or other significant family function. On top of him trying to find something that makes him useful. Remember he is constantly reminded how he wasn't supposed to be a fighter-class pilot by superiors. He has only received recognition from Shiro once or twice and generally seems think he is tacked on or dragged along. But when his skills come in handy they shine. The problem is he is unsure if they are needed. He is unsure what he can do. Of all the Paladins besides Pidge, I believe he knows who he is but has no clue what he is capable of. Leaving himself self aware and with feelings of uselessness. As for pairings Pidge would feel like a sibling to him, the younger dynamic and the light teasing seen between them is very reminiscent of that dynamic. Allura would be a crush and possibly someone he uses aspects from when finding partners since she has many personality aspects he seems to value. I do believe Keith to be at least bisexual if not pansexual. But he is definitely in favor of feminine features and physicality. He is open and inviting to Pidge on first meeting "him" while having a modicum of caution in his approach. The reason you don't see him flirting with males is the hostile and violent negative reaction many would give from being hit on by a fellow male. Meaning he would wait to see if flirting could be seen as playful and such before doing it with males. Keith: This poor child. He has no clue who or what he is. He is a lost little boy using anger and impulsiveness as shields of his self doubt. Shiro gives him a sense of grounding and stability. Next season will be interesting to see how Shiro's absence effects him. That said this poor boy is so lost I don't think anyone can correctly guess what his sexuality is. He also won't have any clue how to handle attractions or feelings of desire. Quite frankly he is a poster child of repressed sexual exploration and it's probably one of many reasons for his behavioural issues. That said I don't think any direct family are Galra. While an interesting idea and good story device it would be more feasible to make a very distant ancestor was Galra. The knife being passed down through the generations. Mainly for several plot hole issues. The blue lion had to be on Earth for 3000-10000 years. When they were scattered Allura was awake. The cave markings were in the style of before common era and the year of the story is definitely a few centuries near our own. None of the technology shown from Earth seemed so far advanced to say the story is more than 150-300 years from now. So the Galra in Keith's history could be the Pilot of the blue lion if it was an ancient ancestor. Otherwise there would need to be a very convoluted story of a Galra being several light years from the empire or Blade of Marmorra alone and crashing on Earth without anyone coming to get them for more than a few years and having no knowledge of the blue lion being on Earth. Relationship wise he probably sees all the Paladins and such as an extended family and will be fiercely protective of them all while also being a bit standoffish and aggressive about any feelings he doesn't know how to deal with. Hunk: This huge cinamon bun child. Sweet, innocent, and caring. He misses food. Samoans culture has a huge culinary side. Not just for culture specific, they love to try new things. In my experience Samoans have some of the most varied tastes of anyone. Many learn to cook from a young age as the culture prizes independence and community usefulness. Cooking is seen as something everyone must do and celebrate. Out in Glara space we see little fanfare about food and it seems to focus on just the nutritional aspects and not the flavor or feeling it can bring. Meaning a huge part of what Hunk sees as himself is missing in this new environment making him want to bring it out and make it popular. Seen in his cooking in the first few episodes and the mall episode. On top of that this lovable giant has adopted all of the people he connects with as family. Samoans are big on family but also tend to be more functional when separated for long time frames. They know their family is there when they get back. But they also tend to form family with those they form bonds with and not just share blood. Shay helping him and showing how truly little she has seen of the universe made him want to help her and his continued interest in her is adorable and shows Hunk as probably the most well adjusted of the Paladins. Honestly while he freaks out over many smaller things Hunk seems to have a handle on the bigger aspects such as being so far from home and the need of their mission. Hunk is also the one I would identify as the most sure of himself. He knows who he is, what he can do, and how he works. He is the rock of the team. Shiro: My god this poor man. He probably felt completely sure of who he was and his role before Zarkon. After a year as a prisoner and gladiator I am surprised he is able to still be so together. His identity of himself was shattered a bit from his imprisonment. He is afraid of himself to a degree. The new aspects being drawn out from being the leader of Voltron also shake his perception of himself. I don't think he ever actually saw himself as a leader. Or that he even does now. I think he sees himself more like the older brother to them all and he needs to do what he can to help and protect them. That said I feel like his inner turmoil and trauma prevent a lot of the closer bonding that he needs. One thing I would have liked to have seen was more one on one interaction with him and Allura as we haven't really been able to tell how he handles females closer to his age in a familiar manner. Basically I have nothing to base his sexuality or prefences off of. He could swing in any direction honestly. Otherwise I can't say much about him. Most of his time was spent about his trauma, new leader role, or comforting/helping the others come to terms with themselves. We were not given a chance to really explore his character beyond those aspects. Pidge: This driven, passionate, and hell-bent girl is amazing. I saved her for last cause she is by far my favorite character. Millions of light-years from Earth? No problem! New and strange technology, culture, and bizarness? Pfft whatevs! Nothing is gonna get in her way of finding her family. At 15 she is the youngest, all others estimated at late teens. But this means she started this mission of hers at 11-13, depending on how you interpret the story. She was just starting to realize her sexuality and the like when she became laser focused on her family. I doubt she evens sees herself as a sexual being. I do believe she sees herself as feminine rather than masculine but honestly gender is a moot thing as your sex does not determine your ability or worth. Biologically she is female in the sphere of the show. But otherwise she should just be labeled Pidge. Trans-Pidge theory is interesting but also a bit large to tackle in a children's cartoon. It definitely makes for some interesting fanfics! (I mean born male and wanting to be seen as female, then taking on male to disguise herself to get more info on family) She is definitely not born female wanting to be male otherwise she would have not bothered saying she was female to the other Paladins. Also she may not be sexually attracted to people. I kinda want to see her get involved with a gender neutral Android! Her love of technology is absolutely adorable. Can't​ you see her stuttering as she tried to talk to a humanoid and advanced AI Android? Adorbs! One small personal note her character has allowed some self-realization for myself. Before she was revealed to be a she I felt kinship with her tech savvy ways and thought of how I would love to get to know this smol child. After the reveal I gained a desire to see her protected, chauvinistic I know, but it's instinctual to a degree with males. But it highlighted to me how I can shift my perception of somebody once I know their designation. Also if she was several years older I would claim her as waifu cause damn she is impressive and stunning at times. On pairings I think she won't even begin to think about relationships before he brother and father are found and safe. Otherwise she will just ignore her feelings until that goal is achieved. Allura and Coran: Honestly they are aliens. Trying to assign the same human ideals as we do to ourselves is folly. For God's sakes we don't even know which sex carries the young! We don't see any scenes of pregnant Alteans! For all we know they lay eggs! How their minds work with relationships also is not very clearly defined by the show. They have familial bonds but marital and the like aren't reflected on. So how they are processing everything is anyone's guess! Pairing thoughts: Shiro is someone I can see paired with anyone except Pidge. The other teens I see as 17-18, and Shiro I see more like 23-25. But Pidge is 14-15 and I don't think has any actual time coming into being a sexual being. While I don't ship him with any of the Paladins him and Pidge make me uncomfortable to be seen paired together. Not to attack those that do, this is just my take on it. KeithxLance - I love love/hate dynamics but honestly I don't see it here. Though they would make very close and supportive/competitive almost brothers. AlluraxShiro - Probably the ship I agree with the most. Allura would make a great guide for him to get over his trauma and Shiro would offer her a source of calm stability with how out in the open she must feel losing basically all her support structures. Though I doubt it will happen soon. HunkxShay - I love this ship but I also see it as tragic since Shay wouldn't really leave the Balmera for very long and Hunk would not really fit into the culture there easily or ever. Not to say he would not be welcome but his inability to communicate with the Balmera would lead to a lot of exclusion and issues. PidgexTechnology - Pretty sure I made myself clear earlier! ****Rant over****

[brachyurans]

further TW3 moods

this game is indefensibly white. i have not seen ANY non-white npcs. anywhere. ever. i didn’t think much of it in backwaters like white orchard and velen but having hit both oxenfurt and novigrad (fucking novigrad! not even some fucking zerrikanian traders??) it’s become very uncomfortable. i was kind of expecting that i would meet some major characters of color later when more of the named cast has gotten involved but i’ve started seeing fringilla cards in my gwent games and she is...white, so i’m starting to doubt it. i’m hoping i can find a mod to just... add some variety to the background npcs because this is Bothering Me

my gwent quest continues. i am so close to being done with velen (3 cards left?) and i’m most of the way through novigrad as well. i peeked at the passiflora tourney, drew the most terrible first hand possible, and immediately reloaded my save and left to go get some more cards. savescumming in TW3 is pretty inconvenient honestly but i will not allow myself to lose at gwent. i considered going all the way to skellige early for cards but decided against it because idk what quests that might end up locking me out of. this does mean i can’t play lambert for a while and i’m sad about it

i did get dijkstra’s card and speaking of him, sigi reuven is an absolutely fantastic son of a bitch. what an asshole. i love him. also, oh boy this franchise really likes its bath scenes!

i got roche’s card also and let me tell you i was CERTAIN his name was pronounced ro-shay or something like that, not exactly like my fucking horse

i also love how geralt clearly only pulls out the “witchers have no emotions” junk when it’s convenient to him bc it’s hilarious

the single male sex worker at the passiflora is unattractively infected with a respiratory illness, but i still maintain that it is homophobic that Geralt cannot hire him

after checking that it wouldn’t affect my relationship with yen i did hire one of the girls at lazy kate’s just to see if geralt would do anything interesting. it was the most awkward two minutes of my entire video gaming career. geralt willing to give head confirmed? she's the only one who makes noises throughout the entire ordeal oh my god this was a bad idea, would not recommend.

keira’s not a completely terrible person actually and she is really only the normal amount of untrustworthy for a sorcerer in this universe. however, i also did not sleep with her.

sidenote, i’m sure they were just reusing models but why keira’s fancy clothing illusion spell puts geralt in the doublet he wears to see emhyr is slightly beyond me from a story perspective. are you into nilfgaardian nobles keira? do you fantasize about working for emhyr’s court? it’s weird because she doesn’t seem to have any interest in going south, like she was willing to try to bargain with radovid to stay in the north, but what do i know

triss is ok. i might like her better if i’d actually played Witcher 1 and 2 but i didn’t so here we are, triss being very familiar with geralt while i press noncommittal dialogue options and wonder where yennefer is

i would die for zoltan chivay.

the elihal sequence is... slightly cringe. that said i don’t care what elihal claims, elihal and dandelion absolutely fucked, CDPR are COWARDS, change my mind

i was fully expecting the “blonde woman” with dandelion to be Ciri under a false name and was surprised when it was in fact actually one of dandelion’s gfs. priscilla is adorable and talented though, i love her

the wolven storm > her sweet kiss

i have all the sword oils now! half of them are enhanced and i’m very slowly working on getting the monster ingredients for the other enhanced and superior versions. (erynia eyes... devourer blood... i cry) i run the enhanced versions of hanged man and necrophage by default but i switch up what’s on the silver pretty frequently. i also have all the bombs crafted but i haven’t quite figured how to use them without blowing them up in my own face. working on it. once i figure out moondust it’s fucking over for all these wraiths.

potions are bomb actually. decoctions are still a little beyond my understanding and my tox resistance but i do use the fiend decoction (+20 inventory) every so often to enable my hoarding tendencies. i use enhanced thunderbolt and white raff all the time now and as soon as i find some more fucking buckthorn i’ll probably be using killer whale a bunch too. also as someone terribly afeared of dark corners, Cat is my best friend. tho’ i do sorta wish my Cat was still the regular version because the enhanced lasts for a long time and coming out of a cave into daylight with Cat still in your system is Not Great